[ When Eustace slows, Dokja slows with him, and when Eustace stops, Dokja does as well. It's starting to become even more unbelievable that he's a clumsy kid, especially when he keeps himself so aware of the other person beside him.
And then the question is asked, and his expression shifts into one of surprise, like he hadn't at all expected to be read so easily. ]
Ah, um. Yes... How did you know?
[ How many times had Dokja drifted off to sleep, dreaming about waking up in a foreign land, in another world, surrounded by characters that he liked? It feels like that now, even though he doesn't recognize this story. ]
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And then the question is asked, and his expression shifts into one of surprise, like he hadn't at all expected to be read so easily. ]
Ah, um. Yes... How did you know?
[ How many times had Dokja drifted off to sleep, dreaming about waking up in a foreign land, in another world, surrounded by characters that he liked? It feels like that now, even though he doesn't recognize this story. ]